A/N: This is my first Yaoi story. I hope you all like it. Flames will be ignored!
Disclaimer: The idea that you think I own Naruto makes me lawl. Hard.
The wind blew through the trees, the cherry blossom petals falling like soft pink snow. Naruto looked up into the clear blue sky above and inhaled the sweet perfume of the blooms. His eyes mirrored the color of the azure palette above him. He sighed. Spring was supposed to be a time of love, yet he felt as unwanted as ever. No matter how hard he tried he was always rejected. And now he felt depressed. He knew he shouldn't. There was no reason to. And yet… He sighed again, this time louder.
That person kept coming to his mind. Every time Naruto thought of him, his heart beat fast and his mind seemed to warm. Every time he thought of him he felt…happy.
Naruto knew he shouldn't feel this way for another boy. That would make him gay, wouldn't it? And didn't he like Sakura?
No, Sakura was a false obsession. He attached himself to her to distract him from his real feelings. No matter what he had said to himself before, Sakura was not who he loved.
Naruto sat down against a cherry tree and took out his lunch. In all his ponderings, he hadn't noticed his stomach throbbing with hunger. Naruto pulled out a cup of cold ramen and chopsticks. He loked at the cold ramen disdainfully. If only he could have it hot. Ah well, you can't get everything you want, Naruto thought sadly, the image of that teen coming to his mind again. He slowly began to eat the stone cold noodles.
Something shifted behind the tree, and Naruto jumped up in surprise, spilling his ramen everywhere. "Damn it!" He hissed. Angered, he spun around to see what made him drop his lunch.
Sakura stood watching him from where she stood, her calm green eyes glinting at him like jewels. "Hey, Naruto," She said simply.
"Oh, hi Sakura-chan," Naruto bent over and began picking up the limp ramen noodles scattered across the soil. "Could you give me a hand here?"
Sakura smiled and bent over next to Naruto. "Sure," She said. "I'll be happy to help."
Naruto noted how his face no longer got hot at the sight of Sakura's shapely figure and silky pink hair. Interesting what a little bit of self-exploring can do to change one's personality.
"So, Naruto," Sakura said. "Do you have anything planned for the weekend?"
Naruto looked up at Sakura and blinked. If he were a year younger, he would've absolutely flipped out the moment Sakura uttered those words to him. Now he knew he simply had to turn her down.
"Sorry, Sakura-chan," He said simply. "I'm just not interested."
Sakura seemed taken aback. "Is something wrong, Naruto?" She made a move to put her hand on his forehead.
Naruto ducked away from Sakura's hand. "No, Sakura-chan. It's not that…" He trailed off, not sure how to go on.
Sakura encouraged him expectantly. "Go on."
"I think I'm in love with Sasuke Uchiha."
(Sniffle) So short, so sweet. Poor Naru! I hope he can resolve this!